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- Elective Amnesia

 

We don't sleep very much
These triggers ache for the touch
Where's the strenght we relied on?
We're alone like a crutch
Maybe thats what keeps us up
All night with the light on.

How we scream, simulate, eyes that no longer take place
Can this be what we've become?
Paperthin, overweight, pills that arouse use and take
Still we don't know we won.

We can't let go
Can't you see?
To loose control
Is to be...

Finally free!
First a spark, then a flame
Now a fire, we explode
Into the darkest of nights
Disconnect, cut the cord
Lights are dead, no they'll know
With everything comes a price.

And each day we are torn
Between the right and the wrong
Between life and convinience
Why do sleep? Why complain?
Theres always channels to change
It's fucking elective amnesia.

As we grow older, in this place
It's just not over, not to race.

What they meant
First a spark, then a flame
Now a fire, we explode
Into the darkest of nights
Disconnect, cut the cord
Lights are dead, no they'll know
With everything comes a price.

It could be minutes away
It could be hours or days
Before the bottom falls out
Before the ground gives away.

Into this debt we are born
A debt we try to repay
And now we blacken the sky
Smoke rising out of our flames.

Now they'll know

First a spark, then a flame
Now a fire, we explode
Into the darkest of nights
Disconnect, cut the cord
Lights are dead, no they'll know
With everything comes a price.

(First a spark, then a flame
Now a fire)
We Explode, we explode
With everything comes a price
We explode, we explode.

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